I can't call back

I have done too much work to go back

He is the alcohol bottle I must smash

He thinks he is blocked but keeps speaking pointless words

God holds me tight free finally from this curse

yet the only thing remains is the hurt

He is in the bay area he thinks he is blocked again hope you are well

or does he want me back under his spell

Oh old lover no one is home, so farewell

I see you in your photos on face book

Even though it hurts to look

I look to remind myself not to want you

he chooses to be the same truth

a dangerous drug

the pretend love

no angel from above

there is nothing left to tell

but,  farewell....

why apple do you let them leave the voice mail

its a crazy end in this digital sad fairy tale

he is the alcohol bottle I must smash

and so I can't call back